The group of men were well-trained. They silently inspected the leather, and once Wan Liangjin nodded in approval, they quickly moved the items away. Their actions were orderly and efficient, showing that they did this often.
Seeing these cautious actions, Song Liyun couldn't help but ask, "Manager Wan, have you always done this?"
Wan Liangjin led Song Liyun and Song Zhenping into a small house next door, then said apologetically, "Miss Song, Mr. Song, please don't take it to heart. We've been doing this for over ten years."
The Wan family has over a hundred members to feed; if one person makes a mistake, everyone suffers. They dare not be careless.
Seeing their caution, Song Liyun naturally didn't suspect anything and was eager to deal with people like them more often.
Because it's a smuggling transaction, we can't leave any evidence, so everything has to be in cash; banknotes are not accepted.
This time, Song Liyun brought over thirty cowhides and fifty sheephides, with a total transaction amount of one hundred and twenty taels of silver.
Manager Wan opened a box of silver ingots, which contained twenty-four ingots in total, each weighing five taels, all of which were official silver.
They were neatly arranged in the box, looking just like a bunch of chubby, white babies.
Wow! Money really can make your eyes water!
Manager Wan took out three small purses: "Everyone has worked hard all night. Here are three taels of silver as red envelopes for the three of you. Please do not refuse."
Today is the first transaction, and although the amount of money is small, it's for good luck.
Actually, once the payment for the goods has been made, there's no need to give such a large red envelope.
Manager Wan was very satisfied with the goods. Knowing that Song Liyun was helping the garrison sell goods, he took the initiative to pay for some tea money out of his own pocket.
All I need to do is take these goods back to my home workshop.
Once the products are manufactured, this money can be earned back many times over.
In the capital, a pair of soft-soled, top-grain cowhide boots worn by noble ladies cost fifteen taels of silver.
Leather mats in summer and wool mattresses in winter are also in high demand.
Although the Wu Dynasty also had cattle and sheep, their quality certainly couldn't compare to those from the grasslands.
Song Liyun didn't stand on ceremony with him and accepted the red envelope with a smile: "Don't worry, Manager Wan, your wealth will be rolling in from now on, and you'll earn as much money as sheep on the grassland."
Manager Wan laughed heartily again: "Then we'll wait and see!"
After agreeing on a specific time for the next delivery, Song Liyun got back into the car and returned along the same route.
Song Zhenping and Han Ming remained silent, both stunned when they saw the box of silver.
Han Ming worked as a guard at the gambling den, so he had naturally witnessed the gamblers' wins and losses.
But that's someone else's money, it has nothing to do with him.
And then there's Song Zhenping, it all feels like a dream.
All you need to do is travel from the garrison to this unknown village, exchange the furs, and you'll have the silver.
Song Liyun was satisfied. The base price given by the garrison for each cowhide was two taels and five mace, and for each sheepskin it was five hundred cash, for a total price of one hundred taels.
Actually, Wang Zhong ended up digging his own grave.
The original price of 2.5 taels was for tanned leather, but now it's being sold as cheap raw leather, reducing Song Liyun's profit by half a tael of silver per piece.
Considering that she had earned twenty taels of silver from this trip, Song Liyun only muttered a few complaints to herself before accepting it.
As expected, being a middleman is still the most profitable. As long as they travel around for a while, Song Zhenping and Xiao An will have more money than they need for their medicine.
Holding the silver box, Song Liyun couldn't help but smile.
When I came to this era, I was just hoping to be able to enjoy some delicious food without additives, but I never expected to end up back in my old profession.
However, it would be a waste not to use such a unique advantage.
Helping others is helping yourself.
Then live freely in this world, eat delicious food, drink fine wine, live a different kind of life, and live a life of glory that you never had in your previous life.
The journey back was smooth, and we arrived back at Baolin Residence in just over two hours.
All the adults in the house were out today, so Yunniang didn't dare to sleep. When she finally heard the door open, she quickly welcomed them inside.
Xiao An was already fast asleep.
Yunniang was boiling water in a large pot, steaming buns on top, and simmering a thick mutton soup on the side.
After washing themselves with hot water, the three of them could then hold their bowls, drink soup, and eat steamed buns.
Han Ming drank loudly.
Song Liyun just gave him another tael of silver as his monthly allowance.
He witnessed the entire delivery process tonight; it was Wei who was secretly selling things.
After the initial shock, he didn't pay much attention to it.
The Song family has many secrets; revealing any one of them would be enough to cost him his head. But he's gotten used to keeping them hidden.
As long as I have food, drink, and money to spend, that's enough.
He initially said he was willing to work as a laborer for one penny, and now, after only two months, he not only eats and dresses well, but also receives a tael of silver in wages. Where else can you find such a good deal?
Now Han Ming thanks Kim Sam-jung every day.
If that damned bastard hadn't dragged me to the Song family to poach my son, I would still be at home eating coarse rice cakes.
The next day, Song Zhenping went to the garrison alone to pay one hundred taels of silver and then explained the delivery situation.
Wang Zhong knew everything was going smoothly and that the other party would be sending another batch in five days, so he was overjoyed.
After giving Song Zhenping a big encouragement, he busied himself preparing for the shipment five days later.
One hundred taels of silver is neither a lot nor a little for the garrison; its main purpose is to open up a new source of income.
This is only the first transaction; there will be more in the future.
February is already over, and it feels like spring has returned to the earth overnight.
The river water quietly replenished, grass sprouted on the ground, and the people of Suijin Town began to prepare for spring plowing.
Baolin Residence, however, was shrouded in gloom and the atmosphere was somber.
Over the past month, Song Liyun, whose wallet was slightly bulging, not only inquired about famous doctors in the town, but also asked Manager Wan to find the best orthopedic doctor in the prefectural city.
Finally, news came that there was a doctor named Dai in Pingyang Prefecture who was skilled in bone setting, so Song Liyun wanted to take Song Zhenping to try it out.
I now have over eighty taels of silver, enough for treatment for a while.
Everything was ready, but something went wrong with Song Zhenping.
By this time, most people had already gone to the fields, and Song Zhenping was also tidying up his hoe, preparing to go out.
Song Liyun chased after him from the backyard: "Brother, it's not cold now. When do you think would be a good time to go to the prefectural city to see a doctor?"
Hearing Song Liyun bring up the matter of treating his leg again, Song Zhenping lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "Yun'er, take Xiao An to the prefectural city! His health is not good, and he hasn't grown at all in over a year. I'll talk about it later!"
Song Liyun stopped him: "What's wrong with you? We already agreed on it last night. Why did you change your mind again? Manager Wan and the others have already arranged a doctor for us. We can see a doctor as soon as we go. It will only take three to five days to go and back, and it won't delay the opening of the field."
Song Zhenping shook his head again, picked up his hoe, and walked outside.
"Brother, are you worried about not having enough money? You've seen it yourselves these past few times, there's no need to worry about money at home," Song Liyun explained, chasing after him.
Medical treatment is always a huge expense, no matter the era, let alone bone setting, which requires a lot of money for post-operative care.
Song Zhenping turned to Song Liyun with some annoyance: "My leg is fine, I don't need treatment."
Song Liyun was furious: She had gone to great lengths and risked her life to stay up all night to earn money, all so that she could send the two brothers to see a doctor as soon as possible.
Now look what's happened! Not only do they not appreciate it at all, but they also complain that it's too much trouble.
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